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please listen to this composition by Loden Taylor while you read. “Come,” my mother told me. We sat by the cage with the tame cardinals in the great hall. “Tell me who is King.” It was a test. “Libash Uzoldogik” I told her. She knew I would answer it right. “And whom does the king rule?” she asked. “The dwarves of The Rare Ship.” “Aye,” she said. “And what is Akrelzuglar?” She had not asked me exactly that before. “It is the name of the dwarves?” My mother smiled in the way that meant I was not wrong but also not right. “Akrelzuglar which means 'The Rare Ship' is the name for our civilization, beardling. It is all the Mountain Halls and all that live within them...” I knew the mountainhomes of The Rare Ship. “There are thirty-five,” I offered. “...Yes, but it is more. The Rare Ship is an idea. It means... it means 'us'. Not just the stone we cut or the halls we eat in. And there are more than Dwarves in The Rare Ship.” My mother nodded at the bright red cardinals in their copper cage, and I understood. *** In 200 Libash Uzoldogik, who had reigned as King of The Rare Ship for 137 years, died and his second daughter Bim Inethdeduk became Queen in Paintfamous. I was 51 years old but I had never seen the King and I desired that I would see the new Queen. Therefore in the late spring of 201 I went to Paintfamous. The great dining hall at Paintfamous bears the artifact mural Gostangoddom that gives that Mountain Hall its name. All craftsdwarfship is of the highest quality. On the painting is the image of The Rare Ship and its surrounding neighbors and lands. I viewed this work and was ecstatic to have seen it. I am not a skilled artist but I endeavored to copy the painting. There are 35 mountain halls of The Rare Ship, but I marked the names only of the most important which were marked on Gostanggoddom. Paintfamous which is the capital. Friendlyshoots which was founded in the First Year. Pagetin, where Queen Bim Inethdeduk married Lorbam Orburn and became a brewer in 73, until Lorbam died in 87, whereafter she wandered The Rare Ship for many years, much as I have done. Planksavior, Shottome, Ripewhips. The centers of travel and trade. I desired to label every mountain hall but with every name there would not be room for the map on my small paper. I have kept my map ever since and attach it here. It now has also lines I drew many years later, that show how trade caravans go between fortresses not only of The Rare Ship but also the other dwarves, the humans, the elves in their forests and even the dark fortresses although I never met a trader who confessed to trading with goblins. Queen Bim Inethdeduk later that day came to the great hall and there issued an edict prohibiting the export of tin items. Thereafter the General came and we who were only civilians were ushered out. We went without grumbling knowing their council concerned war. *** In the late fall of 234 I was content to end a romance with Asob Paddledled and traveled to Shipshook. I inquired in Shipshook as to the need for a dwarf with my organizational skills but found no such work and instead spent that winter crafting unremarkable stone jugs and also daily cleaning the fishery. It was at Shipshook in the spring of 235 that I met a dwarf who called herself an “agent” of the Queen, Zulban Uzolbesmar (whose reign began in 225). She instructed me not to use her true name and instead to adopt a false name on her behalf which she called “Sankis.” Likewise she named me “Leperfish” which is a joke about the smell in my clothing on that day we first discussed Ritholducim, 'The Noble Work.' “Henceforth,” she told me, “if you will serve – which I have not yet decided for certain – but if you will serve, then you and all whom aid you must use an alias so as to confuse the Enemy.” I thought at that time that the enemy would not be confused (and did not care about our names) but I did not yet truly understand. Sankis asked me if I had traveled and I told her I had, for I have visited ten of the mountain halls of The Rare Ship. “I aspire to visit them all eventually,” I told her, and she raised her brows at me and asked “All?” by which I understood she referred obliquely to Ripewhips. “It is still one of the thirty-five, although it may be the last that I attempt” I told her. Sankis is very quick of mind and so she favored me with a dark smile, knowing both meanings of my words. “Ripewhips is much spoken-of within the royal chambers in Paintfamous, Leperfish. You may imagine that the Queen regards it the hardest stone to mine?” I nodded and made to answer but she was not done. “You would be wrong, dwarf. Ripewhips is but a victim of the syndrome. The Queen means to cleave the beast which spreads it. Until that is done, to cure one victim of the syndrome solves little, for in time another will fall ill, and then another.” *** We spoke a little more that day and for several weeks I considered what Sankis had told me. Also I considered why she had told me – specifically me, and not some other dwarf. When we next met in the early summer of 234 Sankis was wearing a dusty traveling-cloak when she found me asleep in my bunk in the dormitory of lozenges at Shipshook. I realized she had likely been all the way to Paintfamous and back in the meantime. We provisioned ourselves with stew and Dwarven Rum from the stockpile and spoke at a table in the great hall, where no other dwarf ate or partied at that hour. “Ripewhips is overrun and there is little point in attempting to cleanse it,” I began, while Sankis quaffed. “In Shottome I saw almost as many goblins as there were elves, although there are at least six times as many dwarves there.” Sankis nodded and gestured with her drink that I should continue. “I have also heard that at Planksavior there are almost as many goblins as dwarves, and Planksavior is far smaller and more difficult to encircle or defend than Ripewhips. “And there are also a small number at Pagetin,” Sankis interjected, “and – do not speak of this, Leperfish – there are even now thirty goblins living within the walls of Paintfamous itself.” I was quiet for a while and we both ate and drank. “There is a dwarf here with some medical skill,” I said to break the silence, and Sankis raised her brow as is her way. “I asked him about syndromes. He claimed that he has read of an outpost which was attacked in deep mines by an ancient creature. The miners who were not instantly slain by the beast were carried up to hospital beds but any who treated them or were even touched by them fell quickly ill, and within hours blood ran from their eyes and noses and ears and soon they died.” “What did your doctor say of treatment?” “There was no treatment for those who became ill but there was a flooded branch in the upper mines beyond which many dwarves sought refuge. None who swam the water became sick, even if they had previously touched an ill dwarf who had escaped the deep mines. By this the doctor said he thought the ancient terror in the deep had spread a deadly dust which was washed from clothing by the water.” Sankis tilted her head. “And what of the beast?” “I suppose it still lives,” I told her. “One of those who fled had a pick and the survivors carved a new shaft to reach the surface. They filled the shaft with stone behind them and built also a wall at the main entrance.” “So,” Sankis nodded, leaning back in her seat, “the outpost was lost. All within who did not wash themselves of the filth were likewise lost. And the mines cannot be recovered while the beast within yet lives, for fear of the plague it carries. Is that it?” I think I then understood the metaphor which Sankis had used months past. *** In the late fall of 235 Sankis again sought me at Shipshook and instructed that I should seek from among those at Shipshook a few sturdy and trustworthy dwarves. She gave me also a goat-leather bag containing finely cut clear tourmalines and instructed that I should outfit a wagon with provisions, victuals and supplies, and buy two draft animals. Sankis spoke directions to me (but would not write them) and empowered me to act on behalf of the Queen in the establishment of a new outpost for The Rare Ship. I was afraid but Sankis expressed that The Rare Ship did not have time to console me, by which she meant that the Queen could not afford patience for cowardice. Therefore I sought out such dwarves as seemed likely and described our purpose in the manner Sankis had instructed me, which is a subterfuge by saying only a small part of the truth as if it is the whole truth, but it is not a lie. I hoped to gather at least twenty dwarves including at least ten skilled at arms, but after two weeks the day had come to depart and I had only six besides myself willing to gamble their lives for our venture once they knew the direction of our travel. However I had afforded insufficient victuals for twenty with the tourmalines, so perhaps to have so few was not tragedy. *** In early winter of 235 we seven dwarves became The Noble Work and departed Shipshook. We met a trade caravan and despite the snow on the roads our wagons arrived in good order at Whiskergild by mid-winter. Whiskergild is situated at the foot of the northern border of the mountains called The Entangled Horn, entirely within which the mountain halls of The Rare Ship are carved, as well as every other dwarven home known to me. The dwarves who dwell at Whiskergild are members of The Cloisters of Exalting and they revere strange gods and wear clothing of an unusual cut and speak the language with incorrect sounds. A half-day's walk from Whiskergild to the northwest is Youthmachine, which is of a similar size and population to Whiskergild. It is founded astride the confluence of two brooks into the stream called The Lice of Deteriorating which emerges from its northern walls where also the familiar mountains give way to the northwest a grassland and to the northeast a rocky wasteland. The grassland is hilly which is like very small rounded mountains and the name of that is The Hill of Rewarding although there are many many hills. A dwarf in Youthmachine recounted that long ago, prospectors found deposits of silver in outcrops on a particular hill which they named The Hill of Rewarding, after which they returned to The Cloisters of Exalting. Thereafter when asked the whereabouts of their claim the prospectors pointed to the north and said “The Hill of Rewarding” by which many dwarves, not familiar with the word 'hill,' thought was the name of the entire grassland. Thereafter when maps were made the grassland was called 'The Hill of Rewarding.' 'Bad Munki' Whippedbite said that this was probably a lie and that we could not trust the word of dwarves from The Cloisters of Exalting who do not even know how to say words correctly. The rocky wasteland is called The Dune of Suns and by that name and also its forbidding aspect we intended to avoid it. Therefore we followed the stream north finding some difficulty with the snow but here the water was frozen and so we pulled the wagon upon the ice where we could and made good time. The ground descended and after several days we saw the rocky wasteland give way to the east and I knew by the instructions Sankis gave to turn also east. Thus we crossed into a climate of hilly grasslands with sparse trees which is called 'savanna.' Savanna is a human word like 'hill' and 'grassland' so for a few days we made a game of guessing exactly what the word meant. 'Scamtank' Sabrestraps convinced that humans lacking any poetry use words which are only sounds and do not mean anything else than what they label. So 'savanna' only means a grasslands with sparse trees and has no meaning like 'bodicecloisters' or 'paperhame' like a dwarf word. Although I agreed scamtank is correct he ended our game with the miasma from a spoiled meal and therefore was charged with inventing the next game. *** In late winter of 235 although it is definitely still winter we traveled more days to the east and found places where there was no snow on the ground and springs ran with unfrozen water. The sodden ground from rainfall muddied the wagon and for a full day we were stuck while 'Vox Nihili' Trustedshoots cut wood and then 'Nettle Soup' Thinpaddles made a new axle. Scamtank made the game 'do not let the cats abscond' which involved catching the cats in the tall grass several times which scamtank and Bad Munki enjoyed but I did not. Two days later 'Internet Kraken' Helmsarches conspired with Bad Munki to suggest that our endeavor was likely to fail after our wagon again suffered damage. Bad Munki conveyed this news while Internet Kraken pretended surprise and that they had not previously discussed their worries for hours the prior evening. After directing repairs I considered and consulted with Nettle Soup who sat very still for a few minutes before giving advice that although she was content to follow the plan with confidence in my leadership, our mission was still shrouded in mystery and therefore discouraging to those who lacked trust. I decided she was correct and made to reveal a measure of our true purpose as a way to bring encouragement. As we worked near the wagon I made announcement. “As you know, we traveled to the west to Whiskerguild and Youthmachine, and then north, and then turned east, which is not a direct route to our intended site,” I began, and my six companions of The Noble Work listened. “We have taken this roundabout path to avoid a corrupted and evil region known as The Fields of Vice. That land is tainted and sinister; a savanna much like this, but haunted by unnatural creatures and swept with bad air that brings sicknesses and filth. Yet, there is a place that has been described to me where the geography is favorable – a site worth prospecting for mineral wealth. Therefore we circumnavigate the forbidden land and stay clear of the evil creatures that haunt them, but if we are resolute, we should come to that site in good time and there make for ourselves substantial fortune.” This encouragement seemed to be of help and when the dislocated wheel was reattached both Internet Kraken and Bad Munki behaved reassured. They walked beside the wagon cheerfully exchanging military trivia and discussing 'hit locations' which is combat jargon. When I wondered about their conversation aloud 'Markus_cz' Bronzetunnels (who is the doctor I earlier mentioned in converse with Sankis) explained that Internet Kraken and Bad Munki conversed the skills which are the counterparts to his own: while the ranger and the warrior have the knowledge of disablement and wounding, the doctor has the knowledge of surgery and healing. Therefore a hit location is a place of the body where a wound may be severest. Later I suggested to Bad Munki that he ought to armor his hit locations before battle and he was surprised and agreed but I think in the way that a parent agrees with a child who suggests it is cold and therefore one should wear socks. I did not say so but I considered that in the future I must give Bad Munki military direction without childish innocence of warrior jargon. I do not have a reference so I will study the conversations of Bad Munki and Internet Kraken to improve proficiency. We traveled east and the hills north and south obscured any possible view of dark fortresses. The plants and grasses were healthy and there was no miasma so I was relieved we had followed the correct course. Sankis informed me of the narrowness of the safe way here and although it was a risk that I did not share the danger with my companions, I felt finally justified because there was no need. Vox Nihili volunteered to teach a song concerning travel, nostalgia, and improbable water animals with floppy noses. After several rehearsals our songcraft was of mixed quality. Markus_cz and Vox Nihili sang harmony well and I received compliments for my clear voice. Internet Kraken misremembered the words and then sang as quietly as possible. I worried that goblins have good ears but the tall grass among the hills perhaps absorbs the sounds and I was loathe to quash morale with requests for silence. Provisions dwindled and Internet Kraken requested to hunt but I asked that bolts be preserved. I counted days and leagues and rations and mouths and found no great cause for worry yet. *** On the last day of 235 I looked south and saw three distant peaks of The Entangled Horn, side by side with snow atop and of a similar height. We turned north along a gully descending a small hill and I saw ahead the bend of a brook lined on both banks by twisted purple trees. There was a haze to the north. I ordered halt to the wagon as the sun set and when the sun rose it was 1 Granite 236, the first day of spring. “We have arrived” I informed six other dwarves of The Noble Work. “Really?” asked scamtank, glancing towards the unwholesome brook. “Aye, scamtank. We are right on the edge of The Fields of Vice. Stay away from that stream, take water only from the pools closer to this hill. Unburden the horses, pasture them and the dogs as well. Find the picks. This is where we will found a new outpost for The Rare Ship. We will delve for metal and for gemstone, make space for kitchens and storerooms, cut the rock and smooth it and thereupon carve our names. We will cut the trees and brew the plants and drink to our health in a grand hall.” It was a momentous occasion and I had all of their attention. A dwarf cannot mistake a moment of history being made. I beheld their faces and saw in their eyes commitment to this singular revelation of dwarfhood. Can there be any greater privilege in life, than to be a part of such an event? I felt the presence of Etest, god of fortresses, metals, and war. Igest Nestethkurol inspired my words. All the true gods heard me in that moment, and I aspired to make my words worthy. “In the annals of our people, it will forevermore be written that in the Early Spring of 236, in The Hill of Rewarding, Ritholducim founded for the glory of all Akrelzuglar the fortress Kilrudzat: Bronzestabbed. Strike the earth!” Leperflesh fucked around with this message at 04:51 on Jun 26, 2012 |
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FAN CONTRIBUTIONS This post now contains only the fan contributions, including journal entries. Check the previous post for official Overseer updates. Journal Entries by non-Overseers: day 36, by scamtank entry by Nettle Soup entry by Internet Kraken day 87 by scamtank Commander's log, Dwarfdate 236.03.27 by Bad Munki Edifications of Public Well-Being by Markus_cz Urist Painteddaggers by TremendousMajestic Paranoid ranting by Internet Kraken 5th Malachite by i poo poo trains 5th Malachite by Teim 1st Galena, by Crackmaster 1st Galena by Fitzy Fitz 8th Galena through 10th Limestone by Crackmaster Day 216 by scamtank These dwarves ain't right by Internet Kraken A grim encounter by Sotsa, with artwork shown below (my title) An untitled journal entry by Nettle Soup 8th Slate through 5th Malachite by Triskelli Internet Kraken not getting it at all, by Internet Kraken Also not really getting it by i poo poo trains A pretty mild religious crisis, really by Teim That's gratitude for you by Internet Kraken Trepidation by i poo poo trains 2nd Granite by Triskelli (Kelli) 2nd Limestone through 1st Granite by Saoritficis Today Teim learned about Ngalak by Teim Internet Kraken really doesn't like Leperfish by Internet Kraken Nomikos attempts to keep a record to deal with stress by Nomikos Is this whole fort just a loving joke to the nobles? by Internet Kraken Date Unknown by Nettle Soup Journal Entry 1, Journey by Zaodai 14th Felsite 237 by Leperfish 18 Slate 237 by Die Zombie Die excerpts from the correspondences of JimmyTheD Helmscale, to his daughter, Boing by JamieTheD 4th Granite 237 through 10th Limestone by Saoritficis 4th malachite 237 by Kaishai We have arrived by Log082 1st Limestone 237 or is it 238? by Three-Phase Nommasos Sanad by idonotlikepeas Excerpts from the correspondences of JimmyTheD Helmscale, to his daughter, Boing by JamieTheD The Journal of Qword, Chirugeon, Entry 1 (Hematite of 237) by Qwo Ugath, my God by Sir Penguin Things just keep getting worse here, by Internet Kraken From the Diary of JimmyTheD, Ex-Overseer: He broke the mister by JamieTheD 9th Sandstone 237, by Kaishai Uthar Lolor Lamessàgam Kilrudzat, by idonotlikepeas There once was an overseer craven, by Tunicate More immigrants, by i poo poo trains A dirge for Bikindok by Tunicate Petition for Improved Quarters by scamtank 3rd Opal 237 by Kaishai Excerpts from the diary of JimmyTheD, ex-overseer, 10th Sandstone through 23rd Timber The Journal of Qword, Chirurgeon: Entry 2 (Obsidian of 237) The Journal of Log082, 15th Opal 277 A poem by Daktar 22 Obsidian 237 by Die Zombie Die 1st Granite through 23rd Felsite, by Kaishai Grandma Overthefalls' arrival by overthefalls The Journal of Ventnor Zoztakud, 25th Felsite 238 Whose a widdle bitty baby? by Tunicate Captain of the Guard by GNU Order 17th and 23rd Malachite by DrMelon 22nd Hematite through 15th Galena by Kaishai 15th Galena 238 by Black Griffon 15th Galena, 238 by DrMelon Journal Entry Two, Loss by Zaodai An Ugly Elegy by Internet Kraken Already my head is bruised by Natty Ninefingers The Journal of Qword, Chirurgeon: Entry 3 (Galena of 238) by Qwo 4th Obsidian 237 by TildeATH 19th Galena 237 through 12th Galena 238 by Captain_Duck A Letter to Zaodai From His Father, by Lord_Ventnor A Letter From i poo poo trains to His Surviving Family They are not hiding, by overthefalls "Lessons," excerpts from the correspondences of JimmyTheD Helmscale, to his daughter, Boing by JamieTheD Lorsith!, by Teim 1st Limestone 238, by OhCrap 2nd Limestone, 238 by DrMelon 2nd Limestone, 238 by Black Griffon 25th Limestone by Idles 4th through 25th Limestone, 238 by SourceElement 28th Limestone 238, by Die Zombie Die MURDER MOST FOUL, by Angela Christine Page torn from the Journal of JimmyTheD Helmscale, creator of the Mister Mark I , by JamieTheD 3rd and 29th Limestone, 238, by Kaishai Oh well I'll let her get her beauty sleep, by Teim Urist help me, you take one drink, by John Dough Husband new Overseer, by Tosca Cake 27th Sandstone, 238, by Loden Taylor 23rd Sandstone, by Rurik 24th Sandstone, 238, by Toiwat From Hihohe, by Hihohe 26th Timber 238, by Loden Taylor 3rd Limestone through 25th Timber, by OhCrap Autumn 238, by Leperfish 25th Timb- WE CALL IT NOVEMBER, by Hihohe 7th Opal 238, by Die Zombie Die Secret Journal of Fiddler Three, 27th Sandstone through 5th Opal I am the last of my clan, by overthefalls 28th Opal, 238, by Black Griffon 6th Opal, 238, by Rurik SECRET JOURNAL OF FIDDLER THREE GRANITECLOISTER, 9th Obsidian, by FiddlersThree What the gently caress was that?, by Internet Kraken DON'T BE SO CLUMSY NEXT TIME, by Bad Munki Winter 236 through 9th Obsidian 238, by APinAP 17th Moonstone through 9th Obsidian 238, by OhCrap 10th Moonstone through 10th Obsidian, 238, by Kaishai 13th Obsidian, 238, by APinAP Success, by Die Zombie Die TildeATH thinks about alcohol-induced brain damage, by TildeATH SECRET JOURNAL OF FIDDLER THREE GRANITECLOISTER, 18th Obsidian through 1st Granite, by FiddlersThree This be the entry of one Uspsast Ebnomol Otor Gomux, a minotaur, by TildeATH This here be the entry of Emudi Wivesesi Thine Athama, Granny Minotarrr, by OhCrap 28th Obsidian 238 through 12th Granite 239, by OhCrap Last Will and Testament of Bad Munki 2nd Slate 239, by Kaishai 3rd and 4th Slate, 239, by Die Zombie Die 13th through 21st Granite 239, by OhCrap I am confused, by Internet Kraken Day Once when I was a lad, by SirPhoebos An Epitaph for OhCrap, by Bene Elim 1st Slate 239, by Leperfish 10th Slate 239, by Kaishai I want to see my family again, by overthefalls Ralath Thunenzuden, by idonotlikepeas Ugath, O Ugath, by Nettle Soup 20th Slate 239, by Die Zombie Die Diary of Yeol Bellsfissures, Surgeon, 19th Slate 239, by YeOldeButchere Diary of Tilde, a child of Qword and a Yak: The Wonder Years, by TildeATH 17th Timber 239, by Die Zombie Die Diary of Yeol Bellsfissures, I think I'll just drink heavily, by Internet Kraken A tattered parchment, by JamieTheD I don't even loving remember how many years it's been, by Chickenfrogman 24th Obsidian 239, by Kaishai 24th Obsidian 239, by HiHo ChiRho 24th Obsidian 239, by Tarox The Adventures of Anchors, by Anchors Denouncements (with pictures), by Vaga42Bond 23rd Obsidian 239, by Die Zombie Die Opal 9 through Obsidian 23, by aldantefax My parents have arrived, by TonTon Granite 1 through 14, 240 by aldantefax 1st Granite 240, by FiddlersThree 1 Granite, 240, by Cyster Throw me out in the mud with the loonies and you will regret it, by John Dough 8th Slate 240, by Kaishai Muck Dog Millionaire, by Die Zombie Die 5th Felsite 240, by Die Zombie Die Unknown Date, 240, by SirPhoebos You sons of bitches, by Chickenfrogman Malachite, 240: Letter to Racktest, by Nine of Eight 5th Malachite 240: Chicken Chaser Enzer, by Die Zombie Die 4th Malachite, 240, by YeOldeButchere Ustosil Masos Emen, by idonotlikepeas Opportunity!, by Ramc 17th Malachite and 15th Galena, 240, by Kaishai Date Unknown 240: Contact, by Die Zombie Die Slate #1, Side A Date: 12th Granite, 240, by Storgar I want my orca pants, by Markus_cz Granite 240: NineOfEight's Journal, by NineOfEight Galena, 240 by Loden Taylor A cave in? That's terrible!, by Ramc 17th Sandstone 240, by Die Zombie Die Early Moonstone, 240, by Rurik 5th Granite through 23rd Sandstone, 240, by Rawkking XX XXXXXXXXX XXX, by Die Zombie Die Still down a leg, by ZeeToo 2nd Obsidian 240, by YeOldeButchere 24th and 29th Obsidian 240, by Kaishai Obsidian 28th 240 through Granite 1st 241, by Die Zombie Die Slate 21st 241, by Pickled Tink Slate 28th 241, by Sad King Billy Slate 14th 231, by Schneeble who is confused about what decade it is Journal of "Disproportionation" Machineseizures, by Disproportionation Journal of Tilde, an Innocent Child Who Was Manipulated Into Causing Trouble, by TildeATH Star Guarded Memorial Hospital Psych. Ward: Slate #7, Side B Date: 2nd Slate 241, by Storgar That was a close call, by Ramc 16th Malachite 241, by Die Zombie Die 15th Slate through 7th Galena 241, by Kaishai 30th Slate through 15th malachite 241, by Pickled Tink 28th Obsidian 241, by Die Zombie Die 24th Felsite Year I have no idea, by Die Zombie Die 28th Obsidian 241 through 17th Felsite 242, by Kaishai 1st Moonstone, 242, by Tarox They're everywhere now, by Internet Kraken I have been a lucky dwarf, by HiHo ChiRho I think Thad has seen my engravings, by HiHo ChiRho THIS BE THE ENTRY OF EMUDI WIVESESI THINE ATHAM, PISSED OFF GRANNY MINOTARRR, by OhCrap gently caress everone, by Internet Kraken 26th Slate 243, by Kaishai A Bedtime Story For Bedtob, by Kaishai Malachite 243, by Frozen_flame And so begins our traditional election by merit, by HiHo ChiRho "Lessons": Correspondences of JimmyTheD Helmscale to his daughter Boing, by JamieTheD 13th Sandstone, 243, by Grittybeard 14 Sandstone: Someyearorother, by Nine of Eight Beware the elven threat!, by Neddy Seagoon Moonstone, by Frozen_flame 14th Moonstone 243, by Pickled Tink I am not well versed in the field of anatomy, by Crackmaster 8th Opal, by LeJackal Bronzestabbed's number one problem, by Internet Kraken Opal 10th and 11th, by Mr. Vile Opal 11th, by Nine of Eight 29th Opal, by LeJackal Opalish, by TildeATH 28th Opal, an two hours after departing the Overseer's office, by Pickled Tink 27th Opal 243, by Kaishai The suspense was killing me, by Crackmaster 28th Slate, by LeJackal 28th Felsite, by LeJackal 28th Felsite, by Pickled Tink 28th Felsite, by TildeATH Had to strike an invader, by ZeeToo Sometime, by Pickled Tink Date Unknown, by Sky Shadowing Tell me what's wrong with this conversation, by Internet Kraken Someone is loving with my journal! May Death Come Quickly To Our Enemy, by Sky Shadowing ~~Apocryphal Journal Entries of an Unhappened Term~~~ Date Unknown, by Pickled Tink I made a new Friend!, by OhCrap New Friend II, by OhCrap Lecturing the overseer, by LeJackal Not the desired effect, by SirPhoebos New Friend III, by OhCrap I'm Five!, by TildeATH New Friend IV, by OhCrap 14th Sandstone 244, by Kaishai ~~End Apocryphal Entries~~~ Journal of "GrabbinPeels" Dolilnil, 244, by GrabbinPeels Arglebargle IV Esq.: Hail Overseer!, by Arglebargle III "Fatfingers" Stibmernish, 26 Timber 244, by Anaxite The overseer asked me about my cock, by Vaga42Bond Journal of "GrabbinPeels" Dolilnil, 244, by GrabbinPeels Make No Attempts, by LeJackal Posted By Order of Overseer Sky Shadowing Granite 245, by Frozen_Flame Ohtsam Lecadlogem, 28 Granite 245, by Ohtsam Some Time, by Pickled Tink Late Granite, 239, by Bad Munki 20th Slate 245, by Grittybeard Journal of "GrabbinPeels" Dolilnil, 245, by GrabbinPeels Ohtsam Lecadlogem, 29 Slate 245, by Ohtsam Slate, 245, by LeJackal secret diary of Impy Copperbulwarks, by AJ_Impy Somewhere around the middle of Hematite, 245, by Grittybeard 13th Felsite through 12 Hematite, by Rurik Campaign posters are EVERYWHERE, by Vaga42Bond Journal of "GrabbinPeels" Dolilnil, 245, by GrabbinPeels Unknown, by DieZombieDie Some Time in 245, by Pickled Tink Journal of "GrabbinPeels" Dolilnil, 245, by GrabbinPeels Avant-Garde art?, by Vaga42Bond Antitonic? Is that you?, by Tunicate Autumn 245, by AJ_Impy 1 Limestone 245, by Jazzimus Prime Hellooooo Bronzestabbed!, by OhCrap The fortress is falling into chaos, by Sky Shadowing 245, by Die Zombie Die drat those masons, by Sky Shadowing Gods, I need a drink, by Sky Shadowing Excerpt from an untitled manuscript by Oddom Mirrorsculpts, author of The Disgusting Dwarves, by Storgar Marcus_cz is dead, by Sky Shadowing Hey buddy, what's going on?, by Bad Munki This bodes ill, by Disproportionation OH GODS PLEASE NO., by Sky Shadowing I've learned a pretty valuable lesson today, by Sky Shadowing Mommy said, by Flavius Belisarius The Final Thoughts of Pickled Tink, by Pickled Tink Late Winter - Early Spring, 248, by Tarox Traitors and spies!, by Sky Shadowing I can smell him, by Spermy Smurf Did anyone here (sic) that? The passing of Boing Helmsscale, by JamieTheD A page from the Journal of JimmyTheD, Ex Overseer of Bronzestabbed, by JamieTheD It is not as bad as expected, by Sky Shadowing 3rd Moonstone, by AJ_Impy[/url] NO, by Sky Shadowing This is the ghostly journal of TildeATH, Former Toddlerseer and Grim Hermit Spectre, by TildeATH A charred journal, by JimmyTheD 1st Limestone, 250, by AJ_Impy 20th Limestone, 250, by Pussy Cartel ...still entitled "Lessons", by JimmyTheD A young Vusdom, by TremendousMajestic Adamantium!, by Sky Shadowing 24th Malachite to 9th Galena, 252, by AJ_Impy 26th Sandstone, 252, by AJ_Impy From the journal of symuun Asteshtashem, by symuun Dear journal, sweet journal, by Neddy Seagoon From the journal of symuun Asteshtashem, 8th Granite 253, by symuun poorly crafted and stained with tears, by JimmyTheD This is a corrective plaque, by GrimRevenant Metrics At the end of Granite, 245, TildeATH (with assistance from philioz) prepared some interesting graphics detailing the rate of occurrence of various words and phrases through all overseer updates to that point: Portraiture and Propaganda Leperfish, by PublicOpinion: Bad Munki, by Bad Munki: Markus_cz, by Markus_cz Leperfish and Bad Munki, by LotionMan Scamtank and Vox Nihili, by LotionMan The starting seven, by Kennel PublicOpinion, by PublicOpinion Crackmaster, Kelli and Geshud, by Crackmaster Elves, by PoptartsNinja Dwarf Fortress Is So Cruel, by Three-Phase I don't like hurting kitties, by Three-Phase It's PARTY TIME, by Three-Phase Nomikos vs. the Hyena, by Three-Phase Dwarves on friday night by Three-Phase LOOKOUT TOONCES! by Three-Phase "This bullshit never ends..." by Three-Phase "Our dwarf quest" by Three-Phase Qword, by Qwo: Falgund, the OhCrap vs. the Windmill, by Juc66 It is a Very Good Joke, by Kikka Dwarf's Life, by Vox Nihili Tildeath, by Qwo Dwarven baby juice (?), by Juc66 OhCrap, by Juc66 The stabbing of Vim Fuego, female ranger, by a goblin thief in Bronzestabbed, by Vim Fuego Mortal Sword, by Mortal Sword i poo poo trains, by Qwo GNU Order (Captain Of the Guard), Ajaxify, and Anela Cistine - 3 man wrestling crew, by Juc66 Anela Torridglazed, by Angela Christine: Hammerbeatings the Wrongfulness of Conviction, by Comrade Koba Pladdicus, by Araganzar Zapdos, by Hihohe WE CALL IT NOVEMBER, by Hihohe Proposal for Apenyap's safety: Willie Tomg slays Kovest, by Tarox The rising of baby dwarf TildeATH, by HiHo ChiRho Rurik, reformed cultist, by Rurik JollyPubJerk, by JollyPubJerk Bad Munki, by Frozen_flame Elf Anatomy, by LeJackal Nevar Forget!!, by SirPhoebos Bad Elf, by Frozen_flame Beware the Fair, by Crackmaster Beware the Elf! By Neddy Seagoon MAGMA, by Vaga42Bond The rise of Bad Munki, herald of Doom, by my dad Pierzak, we salute you, by Pokeylope Maps, Landscapes, Objects, and Technical Drawings A relief map of Bronzestabbed's surroundings, by Bad Munki: 3d maps of Bronzestabbed's surroundings, by Grey Hunter: A view towards the mountainhomes, by LotionMan Welcome to Bronzestabbed, by markus_cz The entire worldmap tile that contains bronzestabbed, by Grey Hunter: Reservoir Plans, 238, by OhCrap: Reservoir Plans, by PoptartsNinja Concert hall plans, by Loden Taylor New Caravan Meatshield, by OhCrap Dwarf Trail, by OhCrap PRIMO ET VLTIMA RATIO PVMILIVUS, by Oski The Gods of The Rare Ship Ugath, by PublicOpinions Osram, God of Wealth, by Segway Rave Ngalak, the Boulder of Mountains, by LotionMan Dakas Goldgranite the Gravel of Avalanches, god of jewels, and looking smug as heck about it, by LotionMan Tithleth Dreamyriddles the Subtleties of Mist, Dwarven goddess of dreams, the night, and darkness, by Ayana: Dakas Limullolok Asen Moldath, god of jewels, depicted as a male dwarf, by Clockwork Cupcake Esar, goddess of marriage, depicted as a female dwarf, by Clockwork Cupcake Enemies of Bronzestabbed Fiendish Murk, by Juc66 A grim figure, by Sotsa Len Kinastorspa, a god-sent babyslayer by Qwo Bad Weasel? By Juc66 Bad demon rats? by Juc66 Weasel silliness, by OhCrap Bad boy ogress Goblins, by Three-Phase Uspsast Tempestaura the Persuasion of Steam, by Qwo Jericho Turnpike, by Crackmaster The brush titan Kovest Beriger Mebzuth Num, by OhCrap (turn your head to the right) The brush titan Kovest Beriger Mebzuth Num, by Juc66 The brush titan Kovest Beriger Mebzuth Num, by Qwo Kovest Beriger Mebzuth Num, by Pokeylope Avuz Sarekguthstak, by Dr. Demon Olngo Unsmunstu, Goblin Lasher by Dr. Demon EMUDI WIVESESI THINE ATHAM, PISSED OFF GRANNY MINOTARRR, by OhCrap What's the worst that could happen? By Decoy Badger Unu, by Sirocco Unu, by The Dregs and his daughter Zikath (the Iguanodont), by The Dreg's daughter mostly Nomar Usobora, by Decoy Badger Heed!, by Abongination Artifacts DSV Shedlisid, by Bad Munki Shedlisid design drawing, by Fitzy Fitz Shedlisid, by Juc66 Asizeggut Kathillir, "Flashgullies the Wet Climax," by Qwo Usenberem, by Three-Phase Musical Compositions Bronzestabbed, the Soundsense Pack! by Krysmphoenix, includes the below musical compositions in a package you can install and listen to while you play Dwarf Fortress. Version 0.1, July 6th, 2012. Bronzestabbed: An amazing atmospheric composition by Loden Taylor Ugath Call, a musical composition by Pure Kamikaze featuring drums: The Riches Beneath, a piano solo by Boing Fadedmaggot: Another amazing atmospheric composition by Loden Taylor Agent of the Queen, a Folia by Loden Taylor My Favorite Dwarfy Things, a new take on a classic by Orthogonalus Strike The Earth, a lovely piano solo by Boing The Fields of Vice, a foreboding atmospheric piece by anti-hamaon Bronzestabbed - The Lurking Murk V2: The terrifying sound of a murk is realized by H1KE Axe, Shield, and Boot, a cheerful yet bizarre composition by idonotlikepeas Bronzestabbed - Fiendish Murk On Stream, a suspenseful symphonic composition by Bilal Dirge of John Charity Spring, a memorial elegy for our first fallen dwarf by Pure Kamikaze Into Battle, a symphonic movement for the warrior by Loden Taylor Silent as Stone, a memorial concerto for fallen dwarves by Loden Taylor What is Fun? (Urist Don't Hurt Me), a parody by Loden Taylor Loure: Dwarf Quest, a loure by Loden Taylor that goes with this image Overseer of Bronzestabbed (I, OhCrap Onolsod), by Kaishai (lyrics) Defend, music inspired by OhCrap's overseership by Loden Taylor Good Train, a tribute to the fallen (guitar), by Orthogonalus Still as Stone, an atmospheric piece by Loden Taylor Jenny, a rather familiar 867-5309 piece for violincello by Loden Taylor Traditional Dwarven Work Song, by Colon V (lyrics) Break the Siege, another delightful piece by Loden Taylor Bronzestabbed 8 Bit, a version of the Bronzestabbed theme for retro-vidyagaming, by Loden Taylor Dwarf Fortress Theme C64, a chiptunes version of the Dwarf Fortress theme music, by Orthogonalus Survive, a lovely orchestral piece by Loden Taylor I Smelt With You, lyrics by Kaishai Sleeping in Stone, a gentle piano piece by Loden Taylor Dead Whispers, a lovely piano solo by Loden Taylor Finale (Suite from Bronzestabbed), a reprisal of Bronzestabbed themes, by Loden Taylor loving GAMES, holy poo poo Canadwarf Version 1, by FinalSin Failures Secret of the Magic Crystals: a Side-LP by Bad Munki that he never finished Prologue Leperflesh fucked around with this message at 01:04 on Jan 29, 2015 |
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Boom! Ground floor! Been waiting for this one for a while.
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Good luck Leper
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I practically jumped out of my chair when I saw this posted. Can't wait for the start of this LP. e: just looking at the dwarfing list it looks like it's going to be a sausage fest sum fucked around with this message at 23:47 on Jun 23, 2012 |
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Yeah that spreadsheet is filling right quick!
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# ? Jun 23, 2012 23:48 |
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Ground floor this time you sonsabitches! I thought about sitting this one out, give some new people a chance, but then I thought "no, gently caress them". Also I don't believe I've ever gotten in on one of these suckers so early. I was finally at my computer when a DFLP was posted, instead of on the crapper, or sleeping. Or sleeping on the crapper. Flippermesh, you always do wonderful work in these succession forts, I look forward to what you've cooked up mod- and overseer-wise.
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YES, ground flour on this once. I got burned out on playing DF myself after version 2010, it'll be interesting to see how far the game has come since then. Strike the
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woops
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# ? Jun 23, 2012 23:49 |
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Strike the earth! I am looking forward to this!
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This is going to be great. The fact that you've already got a form for dwarf requests instead of cluttering the thread is a good omen.
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OK posts are in the right order and there's an actual prologue now! If you haven't already you should go back and read the first post because the story is actually there.
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Getting in on the ground floor of this one! Looking forward to it.
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Wooo! Excited to finally catch a DF let's play from the beginning
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i poo poo trains posted:e: just looking at the dwarfing list it looks like it's going to be a sausage fest
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Let's all get stabbed and bronzed
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I don't know about you but I'm waiting for the first person to jump the gun and show up posting "DORF ME!!"
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Tirius posted:Wooo! Excited to finally catch a DF let's play from the beginning What this guy said. Loved reading through the DF LPs on the archives, definitely up for seeing one in action.
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Teim posted:I don't know about you but I'm waiting for the first person to jump the gun and show up posting "DORF ME!!" I think this thread an the google doc signup method has been hyped enough that most DF followers know about it already.
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How many people will get killed by minecarts? Only time will tell.
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I love this game, it's so great!
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Good to see the string of excellent Goonfort names is continuing. Medicaldwarfing is an interesting part of these things, since it's probably the area that has either the most changes to it or at least a lot of very game-affecting changes. Syndromes are certainly a bitch. Thinking back to old games, I wonder - does being on fire also rid you of syndrome-spreading dust? Edit: And now I want to play Dwarf Fortress, but I was waiting until they updated Therapist for the latest version. I'm so stuck on using it as a crutch now for those 30 dwarf migration waves. Revenant Threshold fucked around with this message at 00:01 on Jun 24, 2012 |
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I missed all the previous LPs, finally I can actually participate in one! I'm excited.
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Asehujiko posted:I think this thread an the google doc signup method has been hyped enough that most DF followers know about it already. That'll make it even funnier when they do.
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I love the tone and style of the first post. Very obviously apes DF's grammar and syntax rules without being absurd about it.
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# ? Jun 24, 2012 00:04 |
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The glassfather shall live on!
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This looks like a great start. Thanks for all the work so far, Leperflesh!
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Do I detect a hint of bravemule creeping in? Nice start.
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Oooh neat. This should be good! Looking forward to more. Is there anything new to DF since the last big LP that we can look forward to?
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Dwarfing list is 47 long so far so that's like one migration wave Great OP! Already nostalgic just from reading your writing style again.
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geri_khan posted:Oooh neat. This should be good! Looking forward to more.
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Thanks guys. Yes, bravemule definitely influences how I think of how dwarves think. Can't help it, although I try hard not to directly copy the style. I locked the spreadsheet but form submission is still turned on so hopefully it will still let you guys use the form. If anyone gets an error let me know right away and I'll reconfigure the nozzles and buttons or whatever.
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geri_khan posted:Oooh neat. This should be good! Looking forward to more. Evil weather. Minecarts. Necromancers, necromancy, secrets beyond human understanding and overhauled undead. Dwarves actually putting on new clothes when the old ones wear out.
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geri_khan posted:Oooh neat. This should be good! Looking forward to more. Toady finished implementing the Big Three movie monsters. Well, if you count Doctor Frankenstein as a necromancer, at least. Minecarts are also in.
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SirPenguin posted:I love the tone and style of the first post. Very obviously apes DF's grammar and syntax rules without being absurd about it. It's great. Reminds me a little of the style of Matul Remrit, which I was pleasantly surprised to discover just now is still updating regularly. It's a "non-interactive" LP, but well worth reading through.
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Oh god I forgot that minecarts were added. I'm sure nothing unfortunate will ever happen.
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Here we go again. Calling it now; the first death will be either me or EDIT: Already getting confused about who is who Internet Kraken fucked around with this message at 00:21 on Jun 24, 2012 |
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Personally I'm not too worried about the little evil corner we have next to the site. But then I don't know if evil beasts and whatever else are going to roam outside of that area. Hopefully we'll get to see! And man a lot of people want to be adult male dwarven sheriffs. I propose trial by combat
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Internet Kraken posted:Here we go again. What, not the butcher?
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